Autumn it's tugging incessantly at the strings of my heart,Autumn4 years ago in Scraps More Like This
the fading heat that shifts to the warmth of beautiful endings uninvited.
it is time for goodbyes, for last minutes and final hours and
tears shed secretly in darkened rooms, muffled cries beneath damp, feather-down
pillows that could never soften the blow.
it is time to let go, and time to start anew.